;Open|| Waking Up In Vegas

[brooke]

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T H A T S W H A T Y O U G E T
F O R W A K I N G U P I N V E G A S

Alyss Wise stepped out into the coutyard glancing around as she went. She quickly wandered over to a table and seated herself. It wasn't long before she pulled a book out of the black bag that she had carted outside. The red swirled matched those that where seen on the black headband that was having a hard time keeping her bangs back. Her shirt was a shade of red as well and had the words "I'm the girl all the rock stars write about" on the front, and her jeans, well they where just jeans. The book she pulled out was an old, drab thing, bound in a dark red cover.

The small junior, who was often mistaken for a freshman, stared at the book as she read and re-read the passage several times over. It was a hard enough read when she had to translate the German into English, but it was made harder by the fact that she also had to translate it into modern English, not old English. She'd found the book among her father's collection before she came to Barrington. What her father was doing with a german book she would never know. After all he was Russain and she didn't think he knew how to speak German. It was a good thing she had a dictionary with her.

Every now and then someone would stop, try to talk to her and get fixed with her light grey eyes and then wander away, frightened some what by the small girl. She seemed to put every inch of loathing that she had built up over the years of living with her mother in those looks. If looks could kill her looks would turn you to dust.

[judas savage leivra]

Judas was honestly sick of being followed around by the freshman girls. They were too young, too crazy. And Judas wasn't the kind of person that liked to be surrounded by a cluster of girls anyways. He didn't need the attention. The courtyard might offer a little bit of hiding from what would await him inside. But when he stepped out, he noticed that someone else was there as well, someone he didn't recognize and so obviously hadn't met. But the girl looked occupied with something else at the present.

He stepped out anyway and sat on a bench near her. He didn't know her at all; she must have been a pretty new student. Of course, he hadn't been here that long. Just a few months. But apparently he was the kind pf guy that freshman girls enjoyed following around, so he knew a good bit of the school's population. Himself, he was a Junior, so he was up there in age.

Not sure what to say at first, Judas just kind of sat, glad to be outdoors. But after a minute, that got pretty boring so he decided to try and converse with the girl. "Hey. That doesn't look like English," he said, noticing the book she had in front of her. Being such a straightforward person as he was, Judas continued. "I'm Judas. Judas Savage Leivra." He always went with his whole name first. If she wanted to answer, she could. He didn't care.

[brooke]

Alyss was startled at first when she heard someone speak.She looked up from the book she was trying to translate and the dictionary into the face of a boy that was about her age.She regaurded him for a moment and toyed with the idea of giving him the brush off or coming up with a rude comment, but he didn't ask a stupid question like the other had.

"That's because it's not.It's German. It was my father's."she explained. A small smile slid onto her face and she laughed slightly.She turned to face him, book left lying open."Do You always introduce yourself with your full name?"She asked as she playfully rolled her eyes."Well, Mr. Judas Savage Leivra, I am Alyss Heart Wise.It's so nice to meet you."

She put her elbow on the table top and propped her head up on it, her eyes wide in a slightly mocking fashion as she waited for him to speak.The effect was ruined slightly by the impish gleam in her grey eyes and the small twitching in her lips as she tried not to laugh.

[judas savage leivra]

Judas could tell immediately he'd made the right move. She hadn't slapped him or told him he was such a bitch for interrupting her reading. As far as he knew, that was a pretty good start. His mysterious eyes softened and he smiled a little more when he realized he wasn't going to be scolded for being a little sociable. As she explained why she wasn't reading in English, he nodded slightly.

"Well that makes more sense," he laughed. She asked him if he always introduced himself with his whole name. The answer was probably yes, because Judas did have a slightly too-fond attachment to his middle name. Savage. Like... a sports star. Or a rockstar. "Truth be told, yeah, I do. I'm not much of an open person, as I'm sure you can tell." He winked at her, hinting his extreme use of sarcasm. That was just one more thing he was good at-- sarcastic remarks. He'd always been that way, just like his former girlfriend... Judas shuddered at the thought.

"Well, then, Miss Alyss Heart Wise, it is a pleasure to meet you. I take it you are rather new to Barrington? You have a lot to learn." She really did, if she was new. The school was more than bricks and concrete-- that was the external image, but the internal secrets it seemed to hide were much more complex. This campus was full of death, literally. Matter of fact, rumor had it that a cemetery used to be on this 3-acre piece of land.

[brooke]

Alyss rolled her eyes though she was smiling.Well, good he wasn't stupid. He had wit and he could use it."You know, I couldn't tell at all.You do such a good job at hiding it."She smirked slightly, her own voice oozing with sarcasam. It was easy for her to throw it out there like she did. Her father had done it all the time. But he prided himself on being a witty Russian with sense of humor. Well, he wad dead now so it didn't matter.

Alyss waved a small hand."Please, call me Alyss. I detest my middle name. Or, you can call me Wonderland, everyone back home did."Except for her mother and Jason.Her mother had called her 'hey you' and Jason, well she didn't even want to think about it. She could still feel the dried blood on her hands and face.

Alyss nodded, her bangs finally freeing themself from the head band in the process.Suddenly her world went black, her shaggy bangs obscuring her veiw of the world. She scoffed and fixed her headband."Yes, my Step-Mom enrolled me two weeks ago but this is my fourth day here.She thought being around other students with problems like my own would help me 'get over things'."She made air quotes before she mentally smirked.There, let him make of that what he wuld.Alyss wasn't blind to the truth about the school.It was to help kids get over death. How you got over death, she did know, seeing as how everyone would die sooner or later,but with Dad being dead for two years and Mom being missing Crhistina thought it was best to send away her Step-Daughter away before the Neighbors could discover just why her Step-Daughter had suddenly come to live with her.

[judas savage leivra]

Judas raised an eyebrow. So she could be sarcastic, too, could she? He paused for a minute and answered, "Do I now?" He was falling back into the guy he really was; the sexy, flirtatious, dazzling Judas Savage. He couldn't help that he was gorgeous. (Which was what he thought of himself, but in a sarcastic sort of way.)

He grinned at her when she told him the nickname she'd gone by. It was always funny when people kept their nicknames from when they were younger, because they always had a long family story behind them. "Well, then, Wonderland it is." He flashed her a flirtatious smile and added, "Well then, call me Savage. Everyone does." That was actually a far cry from the truth-- only his parents and his old girlfriend had called him that. Judas guessed that the reason he said that was because he wanted someone to call him something familiar. More so than Judas.

Judas recalled the last night he'd seen Kelsey. Her body was laying stone-dead on his bed, stripped down and soaked in blood. On the wall above it, written in the only red ink the killer had, was the warning, The betrayer will be betrayed. Judas could only figure it meant Judas, like the betraying disciple, would be killed if he didn't leave. The next day, he ran away.

He shuddered at the memory and flashed back to now. "Sorry. Well, no, you'll never 'get over it'. No matter where you go to school. It'll haunt you forever, whether or not you go to Barrington. I always thought, screw the whole school for the paranoid, but whatever. I go here now." He tried to force a smile, and when he finally did, he was absolutely certain it looked forced as well. But he couldn't do any better.

[brooke]

Alyss rolled her eyes. He reminded her of someone. Oh, that's right!He was just like her older step brother Justin! But Judas, Savage had a brain while Justin had a golf ball in place of one. Her 'brother' would have stared blankly at her like she was the idiot and then have the nerve to walk away from her.

An impish grin lit her face."All right, Savvy It is then. You look like a Savvy to tell you the truth."She squinted her eyes for a moment."Hmm, nah.More like a Lucy!Which would you like better,Savvy or Lucy?The impish grin had been replaced with a mask on innocence that was broken time and time again by the twitch of her lips as she tried, and failed, to keep a striaght face.

She looked around the empty court yard and smirked."So, what you in for?"She meant it as a joke, but she was slightly worried that he wouldn't take it that way. She didn't want to upset him.

[judas savage leivra]

Judas laughed. "Well, to be honest," he began. He paused for a second, his face still twisted in that flirtatious glare. "I like Savvy, myself. Even better than Savage. And I like Savage pretty well." He grinned at her from across the table and watched as she wasn't able to keep her face straight. This was rather entertaining, in his opinion, to watch her.

He was here because of his girlfriend. And it usually hit pretty hard when he talked about it. But Judas sensed that, maybe, talking to Alyss wouldn't be so difficult. This was Barrington High, school for the insane and paranoid. People kind of undertstood here. Just, naturally understood.

"Well," he said, still a bit uneasy. "My girlfriend was murdered. Whoever killed her blackmailed me; it was pretty scary to be honest. I kind of" --he really hated admitting this-- "you know... ran away. I didn't want to get myself hurt more than I already was. But... I don't know if that was the right thing to do." Sometimes Judas was remorseful over Kelsey's death. It had drastically changed the way he'd looked at life and death in comparison, and he always looked at people a little differently now.

[brooke]

Alyss smiled."Alright, Savvy it is then. I still think you look more like a Lucy though, you know? I was so going to sing Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds everythime you walked into a room,but,"

[/b]she sighed,"If you like Savvy better then I guess I can cll you Savvy then."[/b] She smiled at him, though it quickly faded when he admitted why he was here.

That was bad. To lose someone like that. Her father had been killed, but it was an accident and it was two years since it happened.She was over it already.Right? Well, she knew for a fct that she wsn't over Jason. She could still feel the cold steel of the gun in her hands and his dried blood and brain matter that had coated her form when she had worken up. She still didn't remember ,though, when she had shot him, if he had succeded in getting what he had wanted from her. She didn't think he'd gotten far before she'd blown his head off.

She cleared her throat.She wasn't sure she'd be able to get it oiut but she would try."Um, my mom and dad split when I was about four and I lived with my mom. Well, all these guys would come through the house, drinking and drugging it up right? Well, after Dad, Mom didn't have a very good tatse in men. Two years ago Dad was killed in a bar fight. He was struck on the temple with a cue stick. It took a while but I got over it,"[/b]Well, she thought she'd gotten over it."After Dad died the guys just got worse, until Mom started dating this one guy named Jason. He started hitting on me and coming onto me last year and I told my Mom. She got uberly upset and kicked him out. I came home from school the next day and he was there, waiting for me with a sick grin on his face. I remember turning and running and then nothing. When I woke up I had a gun in my hands, his blood and brain all over me, and he was at my feet with his head blown off.I ran to my Step Mom's and she put me here. I don't know what happened to Mom, I haven't heard from her since I left."She gave the boy a weak smile. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[judas savage leivra]

Judas smiled when she said she would've started singing when she saw him, but the smile quickly faded from his lips. He was here because of one death, one that he was pretty closely associated with. But Judas couldn't imagine having more than one person you knew pretty well die. And, well, killing somebody had to be traumatic, he guessed.

Her story was pain-filled an obviously triggered an emotion from her that only death could. He knew. Judas had felt it before. It was awful, eating at your heart with its every beating and tearing at your stomach until you were sick. Yeah, it wasn't really what Judas would call 'thrilling'. But there was more to his story. The part that he never told anyone-- what it looked like to be there. And so far, only he and the police knew what the crime scene had looked like without it being all cleaned up and all the things being moved. Judas took another deep breath. He was going to let it out.

He sighed. This was going to be hard. "Well... when my girlfriend was killed, there was more to the whole story. The killer wrote a threat on the wall in her blood. Mind you, this was my room, too. But it was awful-- the murderer had laid her on my bed and just taken everything she was wearing off. All I could think was that... was that... that whoever killed her thought we were getting into things we shouldn't have. I don't know..." Judas buried his hands in his face out of both frustration and confusion.